Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Dulcie quickly looked away, the grotesque sight stirring a deep nausea within her.

Feeling her discomfort, Lucinda took her hand, squeezing it gently as she assured, Its alright.

In many hidden corners of the world, unthinkable atrocities occur daily.

Try mot to let it consume you.

Lucinda sympathized with these people, yet she knew she wasnt a savior.

Saving everyone was beyond her reach.

She merely hoped they would eventually find some solace.

Dulcie gave a somber nod, her gaze lowered as she clung to Lucindas hand.

As their luxury car advanced, the sound of cheers echoed from ahead.

Larry, who had researched this place beforehand, started to explain as they neared.

This is the largest arena in this place. The wealthy locals occupy the top tier seats, watching the fighters below who are slaves owned by these affluent spectators.

The thrill for them lies in wagering on the winners.noveldrama

Dulcie, familiar with the concept of arenas, was puzzled.

Werent these places meant for animal fights? Why were humans battling here? Noticing Dulcies confusion, Lucinda shook her head solemnly.

In a world where you cant defend yourself, your life holds no value to others.

These fighters dont have the Liberty to choose.

Around the arenas perimeter, fresh blood stains marred the ground, and several disfigured bodies hung gruesomely.

Overcome by the sight, Dulcie gagged.

Quickly, Lucinda handed her some tissues and a water bottle, comforting her with a gentle pat on the back.

All the horrors you can imagine occur here, free from the constraints of law.

Just hold on.

Dulcie took a deep swallow of water and shut the car window, turning away from the gruesome scene.

The haunting images of the blood-stained bodies persisted in her mind.

After a tense journey, the discomfort slowly subsided, and they arrived at Ravenhill.

Weve arrived, lets go.

Lucinda slipped on her sunglasses and passed another pair to Dulcie, along with a cape in the local style, before stepping out of the car.

At that moment, a stylish SUV rolled up beside them, and a man in a suit with gold-rimmed glasses got out.

Dulcie beamed at the sight of him and quickly approached for a friendly hug.

Alyan! Its so good to see you! Ive just arrived.

You dont have to worry about a thing now, Alyan said, gently patting Dulcies head, his tone doting as if he were talking to a child.

Dulcie then guided Alyan toward Lucinda to introduce them. Lucinda, this is the friend Ive been telling you about, Alyan Jones.

Lucinda reached out her hand with a warm smile.

Im Lucinda Simmons.

Your friend here doesnt strike me as someone connected to the underworld.

He seems more like a businessman.

Alyan chuckled at her comment.

Ive heard quite a bit about you.

Its a pleasure to finally meet.

And yes, I understand how people typically view the figures from the underworld.

After their cordial introductions, they made their way to the entrance.